Eternal gate

ah...!

The vast number of gods and monuments, the wailing sounds are shrill.

Zhao Yun's calamity was too powerful and overbearing, and the heavenly power of destruction filled the universe.

Looking from a distance, it is a bloody massacre. The blood flowers blooming proudly are the scariest color. Each one is a fresh life. They were destroyed in the disaster. Their howls, their The screams are all roars from the soul.

"A large-scale lightning strike scene?"

The ocean of onlookers retreated step by step as if the tide was ebbing.

They were afraid that Zhao Yun would have a brain cramp and come to their side for a stroll.

It doesn't hurt if the tribulation overcomer comes over, and the heavenly tribulation comes with him, so it won't be a painful thing. More than 99% of the people present will not be able to withstand Zhao Yun's thunder tribulation.

Today, those who are being struck by lightning are bloody examples.

No matter what cultivation level or realm, they are all weak decorations under the power of God.

Even the world of ancient monuments has given way, let alone flesh and blood.

"If you don't tell secret words, I want to be struck by lightning." On the top of the hill, Kuang Yingjie's eyes were shining. He was not talking nonsense. With his monster level, he could resist Zhao Yun's lightning disaster. Punishment and body tempering are a supreme creation.

"Don't move rashly." Ling Jue warned.

Kuang Yingjie finally suppressed his impulse. In this situation, if he rushed forward, it would be tantamount to adding chaos. Since it was Zhao Yun's calamity, it was better not to join in the fun. If he had this skill, he might as well recover as soon as possible and wait until the calamity was over before he could harvest the rest. Chi, it will be a tragic battle.

boom!

The sound of thunder exploded, and the catastrophic lightning brought more destruction.

Zhao Yun ignored him, bathed in thunder and lightning, running around in the sky, gathering wherever there were more people. Everywhere he went, there would be a large number of people bleeding, and even the blood mist was chopped into fly ash, no one dared to fight with him. He fights not because he is afraid of him, but because he is afraid of his Taixu calamity.

The gods and monuments were shaken, and the universe was in chaos.

The entire Divine Island was also trembling due to it.

"Who is going through the tribulation at the ancient ruins?"

Too many people were alarmed, and fairy rainbows streaked across the sky.

As the master of this island, how could it be that the master of the divine island would not come? Also, Zangtian Lao Tao, Youyou Lao Tao, Heqi Zhenren, and even the black and white evil spirits who were in seclusion all woke up from their slumber.

The island of Gods, which used to be bustling with activity, now seems quite empty.

As long as there is a time limit on the token, there is no one who can’t help but join in the fun.

They have become accustomed to seeing people fighting in the gods and ancient monuments.

But this time... the movement was really loud.

"It's really you."

The Lord of the Divine Island entered the ancient ruins and saw the people who had overcome the tribulation from a distance. They were holding thunder and lightning from the heavenly tribulation on their heads, crisscrossing the virtual sky. Those who passively responded to the tribulation were not the worst, only worse.

"I'm so restless!" Zangtian Lao Dao clicked his tongue.

There are only a few people in history who dare to deceive people by launching a catastrophe at a historic site.

"The calamity is still good." Old Taoist Youyou also lamented.

In just a short time, he had seen more than one Immortal King, buried in the catastrophe, and he recognized one or two of them. Although the ancient ruins were in the Immortal Realm, in the outside world, they were all famous powers. He was so vulnerable to Zhao Yun's calamity.

It can be seen that:

How overbearing is the punishment of the eternal body.

He sighed, he didn't have the slightest pity, and even felt quite relieved. They were Zhao Yun's enemies, so why weren't they his? If it weren't for those bastards who killed a thousand swords, how could his master be seriously injured? Their inheritance, and Why did it collapse halfway?

It is true that the world is cruel and the best will survive.

However, grudges are grudges, he can distinguish them clearly, and he remembers them deeply.

"The future life is terrible!"

Master Heqi also lamented that this calamity was quite eye-catching.

Not far away, Sheng Tianqian was in the same state of mind.

Although the Black and White Shuangsha came a little later, they were no less sad than these few. Bu Nian Tianzhen really had a good disciple! You can create a home ground wherever you go.

"Where to run?"

Zhao Yun's violent drinking was supported by the heavenly calamity, and it was like God's judgment.

Look at the enemies, they will throw away their armor and be killed, and they will be defeated.

It was an ironic scene, a sea of ​​figures, including the Immortal King, who was being chased by a junior in a daze, without even the slightest thought of fighting.

"With the catastrophe above our heads, we are still so alive and kicking." The elders among the spectators were all ashamed, seeing that the destructive lightning bolts did not damage the Eternal Body at all.

In terms of contemporaneity, they are too far apart.

Even the seniors are like this, let alone the juniors.

There are eternal bodies in this era, and they are destined to be foils.

boom!

Unable to destroy the tribulation-crossing person, the will of the underworld was furious.

Even more terrifying thunder and lightning poured down from the sky.

Zhao Yun finally bled, his strong body was split and the bones flew apart.

The pain was a little bit painful, but he was in pain and happy. Every lightning bolt was a trace, like a brand, engraved into his body and soul.

Also suffering from the heavenly calamity was the Sword Master in his Purple Mansion. His remnant soul was also bathed in thunder and lightning, transforming bit by bit. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Demon King Hun Tian is a spectator, and he also wants to be struck by lightning.

However, he is at the gate of eternity and does not exist in reality.

"I forgot about you."

When crossing a group of mountains, Zhao Yun took out the magic box.

The mark of the magic box is most suitable to be broken by thunder and lightning.

Eh?

Seeing the magic box in Zhao Yun's hand, Old Taoist Youyou and Zangtian both looked sideways at Heqi Zhenren. The meaning in their eyes was quite clear: Are you going to sell the magic box to that kid?

Master Heqi stared at Zhao Yun without saying anything.

To be precise, he was staring at the magic box.

I'm afraid that thing is really a treasure, otherwise, Zhao Yun wouldn't use the Heavenly Tribulation to temper it. If the prediction is correct, that guy wants to use the Heavenly Tribulation to break the magic box brand. He has had such thoughts before, but He was reluctant to part with it, for fear that the heavenly tribulation would break the magic box, and also for fear that the treasures in the magic box would be damaged.

Now it seems that he was deceived by Zhao Yun.

"I feel very relieved to have this descendant..."

After a long time, I heard Master Heqi say something.

What he said was serious and thoughtful, and his old face was dark and translucent. The Holy Son of Da Luo is such a talent! He was the Immortal King at the peak of his powers, but he was suddenly kidnapped into a ditch.

"Break it... break it for me."

Zhao Yun's eyes were as bright as a torch. He was resisting the tribulation, chasing his enemies, and staring at the magic box. He couldn't see the mark inside it, but after being hit by the thunder and lightning of the tribulation, the mark of the magic box was forced out. He was worthy of the gods. The arm, the brand is not generally tenacious.

However, no matter how stubborn the brand is, it cannot withstand the destruction of the heavenly catastrophe.

As he looked at it, the brand exploded and the magic box became ownerless.

"Perfect merit."

Zhao Yun smiled in his heart and stuffed the magic box back into the eternal world.

After that, he took out many more objects, all of which were secret treasures and magic weapons, which were usually difficult to refine. Now, they were refined by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to destroy the brand within them.

ah...!

The screams did not stop, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

The world of ancient monuments was in complete chaos, and countless mountains collapsed.

At this moment, the face of the Godly Island Master also turned dark. If it were struck like this, the ancient ruins would collapse sooner or later, and the holy land of cultivation since ancient times would also be destroyed by this natural disaster.

"Then...what is that?" Someone exclaimed.

There was no need for him to shout, everyone also raised their heads.

Looking at the vast nothingness, there are more visions, and they are accompanied by the sound of Taoism.

The vision is quite ancient, and several vague human figures can be seen, mysterious and far away. Even with all their eyesight, people cannot clearly see their dignity. They only know that those few figures are extremely ancient.

"Could it be...the gods who discussed scriptures and Taoism here in the past?" Someone whispered. This guess is reliable. Too many elders have no refutation. The shadows of the gods are the remnants of the imprints invisible to the naked eye. Now, due to the catastrophe of the eternal body, they are all forced out.

Zhao Yun doesn't care about this or that, and he can attack without fail.

Being stared at by him like this, all the enemies became miserable.

"Senior, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

Zhao Yun said lightly and caught up with a middle-aged man in silver robe.

That was the elder of the Rakshasa Palace. He was the one who chased him in the Sea of ​​Gods that day. This time, the feng shui took turns, and the aloof Immortal King was also running away with his head in his arms.

"I'll fight you." The middle-aged man in silver robe roared angrily.

He was a ruthless man, and he came back with a sword.

It's a pity that there is nothing to kill him. Why does Zhao Yun need to take action to kill him? A thunder and lightning struck down and he was easily carried away. His body turned into blood mist, and even his life soul was also chopped into ashes.

Like him...many immortal kings were buried like this.

The spectators are very dedicated, and many of them hold small notebooks. Every time an Immortal King is hacked to death, they will record it. These are the achievements of the Eternal Body, which will be recorded in the annals of history, and they are Historian, if you turn it in later, you can get paid.

I don’t know when the rumble disappeared.

The thunder and lightning disappeared, and the world finally became clear.

However, under the Qingming Festival, it was in ruins.

Look at the mountain peaks, most of them have collapsed.

Look at the long rivers, most of them are dry.

The entire world was covered with a layer of blood mist. Broken limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere. Even the flowers, plants and trees were stained with blood, withering one by one due to the remaining power of the catastrophe.

The ancient ruins are no longer fairyland, but a mass graveyard.

At this moment, when I listen to the Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao again, I no longer feel as peaceful and peaceful as before.

The worst thing is that those who were struck by lightning were not all killed. Those who were still alive were scattered in all directions, many were swaying and black, and one by one, their bodies were emitting black smoke. You know, you thought you touched the switch?

These are pretty good, at least they still have physical bodies.

What's even more miserable is that only the soul is left, not even the soul, only a remnant soul. If this can be considered a war, then they... were completely defeated from beginning to end.

"These major holy places...have suffered heavy casualties."

"I didn't choose the battlefield well, so I deserved to be struck by lightning."

"They usually bully the weak, so it's time for them to shed some blood."

Discussions were heard from all directions, and the moods were also different.

Those who have personal grudges are naturally happy, so are those who are neutral! Just watch the excitement.

"Kill me."

Angry howls soon sounded, and enemies scattered in all directions gathered again.

Before they could reach them, another roar resounded, and the will to destroy had not dissipated.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the eternal body’s catastrophe is not over yet.

With Zhao Yun's monster level, how could the catastrophe be so simple.